It takes a lot of perseverance to remain true to yourself in the music industry. Most bands dream of the day a major label takes notice and sponsors their wildest dreams, but oftentimes there are unforeseen consequences and caveats that sour the rockstar dream. It’s not easy, but some bands, like Germany’s Profanity, prefer the “DIY or Die” route. While it’s an awful lot more uncertain, the payoffs are totally worth it. Their latest offering, Fragments of Solace, showcases that the creative fire is still burning strong, as is their strong work ethic and commitment to staying underground.Continue reading
I cannot take credit for discovering Second to Sun all on my lonesome. That distinction goes to our very own Zyklonius, the donut devourer himself, and his hyper specific talent of posting snippets of exactly what I’m currently into in the staff group chat. When I first caught wind of the initial singles from Leviathan, I was pretty instantly blown away by what I heard, and I knew this would be an album for me to keep my eyes on. Now that it’s finally here, I can very definitively say that, holy shit, this one bangs.Continue reading
As of today, my Mortician facemasks have been delivered. Glorious day, folks. Anyway, new metal Monday so let’s do it. Canada’s Revenge have been called a lot of things but extreme and chaotic are among the most pertinent descriptors, and they’re back with a major label debut and if anyone thought that would mean a less striking platter of extreme, those kind of thinkers are dead wrong. Pile of Priests drop their self titled debut which is a stunning display of thinking man’s death metal that has cahones as big as a planet, Chepang doles out punishing grindcore on their sophomore effort that will bring the eardrum pain, and Cosmic Putrefaction offer an all encompassing journey through every imaginable metal arena—kind of an ‘all that and a bag of chips’ sort of deal. So, as I don my fresh Mortician face mask you go and drop some cash on today’s offerings, I’ll be there in a sec. Continue reading
I’ve always been of the opinion that black metal doesn’t have to break the mold or take itself too seriously to be good, and frankly Calgary’s Black Pestilence doesn’t do either of those things on their sixth full length, Hail the Flesh, despite a wide collection of influences. What they do manage to accomplish is the creation of rip-roaring, ferocious songs that are fast, catchy, and most importantly fun as all get-out to listen to. This is not an album that is going to change the face of black metal, but man does it go hard. Continue reading
Receiving the Evcharist is our weekly feature where we pair choice albums with our favorite libations. Drink from the cup of heresy. This week’s offering: Fós’ Rinne mé iarraidh and Brävery Brewing Company’s The Shroud.